Curtis Paul Campbell: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)

This is a song about my son's addiction to Meth and him making it back to the Human Race...

If I could go back fix the things I've done, I'd give up everything and all the things I won. Yes I'd give it up and take it all away, cause when I look at you behind the glass I can see my face..If I could go back I'd have you one on one..I'd do it all again, just to make it come undone...well I'd hope you'd choose a path...a path to find your way, well I realize it's never to late...No...It's never too late...A prison poet is all you had to say, it's safer in here than on Meth Dad please just go away the walls of prison are the halls of despair, I can't explain the guilt I was feeling leaving you in there...Leaving you in there...The tears welled up like nothing had before..Your Grandma God Love Her, she carried me out the door...Well your a stronger man than I will ever be...I always knew that you my son were extraordinary...A prison poet is all you had to say, it's safer in here than on Meth Dad please just go away the walls of prison are the halls of despair, I can't explain the guilt I was feeling leaving you in there...Leaving you in there...Leaving you in there...Leaving you in there...I always thought that you were part of me, but I don't like what I see when I see you and you in me...I coudn't be part of seeing you this way...Well I knew you'd make it back someday, back to the human race..A.prison poet is all you had to say, it's safer in here than on Meth Dad please just go away...the walls of prison are the halls of despair, I can't explain the guilt I was feeling leaving you in there...Leaving you in there...leaving you in there, leaving you in there, i was leaving you in, I was leaving you in...